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    October 24th, 2020 at 02:16am
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    This place is so beautiful. The flowers in the garden are all full of color, they leave a dark green. The trees all stood so tall and their branches as thick as Stella's arms. The grass was cut short and managed to the T with permission. Not a single blade was out of place. Each object of vegetation of the garden had a place and was taken care of. It was all so beautiful, so well handled. So, mechanical.

    The inside of the gorgeous estate that Stella was told was her home felt the same. It was beautiful. Everything seemed so well put together, kept so clean and tidy. The rooms decorated with a professional touch, in Stella's opinion anyway. It felt like the perfect home, the perfect place to live. But, it didn't feel like home to Stella. No, she felt like a broken piece. Like she didn't belong here. A piece of furniture that was bought by accident, a leaf that was a shade too light. A blade of grass that was a tad bit to long. She didn't belong here, something felt off.

    Blinking her bright blue eyes slowly. Stella raised her mug of warm Chai Tea to her lips and took a small sip before lowering the mug. Her feet slowly pushed off against the ground to start the light rocking motion of the wicker bench swing she was sitting on once more. Her mind drifting to what the doctors were saying as she came to. Asking her all of these odd questions, like where was her father and brothers, where was the money or something like that, and then started to get mad when she couldn't figure out what they were talking about. It felt like forever before a doctor came forward and told the nursed to stop. He asked her a couple more questions before turning to them and saying she had lost her memories. Talking to them like she wasn't even there. The men scowled, not seeming happy but the doctor seemed to try and ease Stella's confusion. Only to tell her that she should rest and try to remember.
    It felt like a whole day before Matteo stepped into the room. Dressed to impress, with this aura around him that made Stella scared. She didn't know why, but something inside of her told her to run, hide. That he'd hurt her, but. He didn't. He only came into the room with his confident stride and placed a hand on the side of the hospital bed as he looked down at her with those dark orbs of his. His face didn't show any emotion as he spoke, but his tone. It, was like he was trying to comfort her. Explaining to her, in detail about her accident, she was with her father and brothers in a car accident. She had hit her head. Then, he went on to talk about how he'd bring her to his place. To help her recover, and to get used to it, as they're betrothed to each other. Supposedly, Stella's father owned a shipping company and Matteo's the heir of a multi-million dollar hotel. It sounded like a made-up story, but, seeing the ring he said he was holding onto for her and his house. Well, it felt like it had the ability to become true.

    That was all last week, and truth be told. Stella hadn't actually seen Matteo since he brought her home. He said he had some meetings or something, then he was just gone. Leaving her alone, with some of his staff. Alone and forgotten. Abandoned in a place that made her feel even more worthless than when she was laying in that hospital bed all confused.

    Matteo was a jerk. One, who she was supposed to marry.
    October 24th, 2020 at 02:54am
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    A lot had happened a week ago. And it was a situation that Matteo was desperately hoping that he could take advantage of. The daughter, the heir, to his greatest rival had been knocked unconscious and she had forgotten her memories. It was a miracle that the girl wasn't killed on the spot, as this was potentially a golden opportunity, if it was true. Which Matteo was not completely positive that it was. So he had played the act up when he came to her hospital room, only to then whisk the girl away and have her under strict supervallience for a week. Just to confirm that this was not an act.

    And a week came and went. Everything matched up, made it seem that Stella was telling the truth about her injury. That this was not just some trap that he accidentally fell for. So, now that he knew this was not a trap, and that Stella couldn't really hurt him, it was time to play the dotting fiancée. Stick by her side and just wait for her to remember something useful, something that he could use against her and her father.

    Though since he had been gone for a week, Mateo knew that he would need to do something to convince her that this story he was feeding her was real. So, Thursday afternoon, Matteo walked into the house and started to call for his little fiancée. A man wearing a doctor's coat was close in tow. "Stella?" Matteo called out. "I have a surprise for you! Stella? Where are you?" As he yelled out, he tried to keep his voice as warm and loving as possible. Neither were something that he was used to but surely he did well enough to trick a girl with amnesia?
    October 24th, 2020 at 06:18am
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    A voice echo's through the back door that Stella left open for some fresh air to get inside. Her trail of thoughts ends as she blinks her bright blue eyes. Eyes that she feels are haunted with memories that don't want to come back. Every time she looks in a mirror, all she ever gets are headaches and the odd tear rolling down her cheek. Odd, it's always odd.

    Standing up slowly from her spot on the wicker swing, Stells fixed her [url=]dress[/url] and then holds her mug in front of her as she walks into the house. This'll be the first time she's seen her fiance in a week. How was she supposed to greet him? Was she supposed to kiss him on the cheek? His lips? Did she just stand there and say hey? What about saying sup like the kids in the movie she watched last night? No, that was too young, he seemed older than her by a little bit. So, he probably wants one of her first thoughts. A slow nod was Stella confirming her own thoughts.

    "Coming," Stella said in what she hoped would be loud enough voice. She was such a soft speaker, she often wondered if her vocal cords were damaged as well. Raising her mug with both hands, Stella sipped her still warm tea as she rounded a corner and then stopped as she spotted Matteo and some doctor by the other entrance to the main living room. "Oh, uh hello." She murmured quietly as she lowered her mug and looked between Matteo and the doctor. The confusion was written all over her face. And then she glanced down at her dress and back up. She should have worn shoes and some make-up. Although, she wasn't expecting Matteo to show up out of the blue. Even though this is his house. Nor did she expect for some company.

    A light shade of pink slowly covered her cheeks as she looked at Matteo. Dressed like he was in charge, dark pants, a dress shirt tucked into his pants. He was every bit as intimidating as that day in the hospital. Then, a thought crossed her mind. She was probably embarrassing him by standing there like a fool. Staring at him and the doctor like a deer in headlights. She should say something, anything to break the silence. Stella opens her mouth to speak, but, nothing comes out. So, she closes her mouth and just looks down at her tea. Too embarrassed to do anything else.
    October 24th, 2020 at 06:48am
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    "You still don't remember anything, do you, love?" Matteo said, keeping his voice gentle and softly as he walked over to her. Once he was at her side, he laid a hand against the small of her back before leaning forward and pressing a quick and light kiss against her lips. His eyes shifted down to look at the dress she was wearing. He had gotten some of the men's wives to go on a shopping spree to buy the woman plenty of clothes, as though she had moved in and lived in the house for a while. In fact, he had the women go through a lot of the house and put a feminine touch on it to trick Stella. "I love this dress." He purred to her gently.

    "I am sorry that I left you here so long by yourself. I know the staff was taking care of you...but I don't like leaving on my trips when you clearly aren't doing okay. But, I promise I left for a good reason and not just for some work trip." The man turned so he was by her side and the man that was laid against the small of her back continued on until it was completely wrapped around her. "I left to speak to some specialists in the field of amnesia. And I brought you back the best doctor that money could find. This is Dr. Delins." Matteo started to lead her forward so that she could talk to and get closer to the doctor he was providing. He actually did get a real doctor who specialized in amnesia and brain injuries. But he had paid the man a lot of money to ensure that Stella did not recover fully. But also, for him to keep an eye on her condition. Dr. Delins was there to pull out helpful information on her father and the rival group. Not to actually get Stella to remember who he was, who she was and etc. But, of course, he was not going to tell her that.

    "He is going to stay with us until your condition is fully treated." Matteo told her before he look to the doctor. "Doctor, this is my wonderful fiancee, Stella. She is going to be your only patient while you are here. Please take good care of her and do everything that you can. I know we have already discussed a lot but just let me know if you need anything else."

    The doctor nodded before looking over to Stella, smiling brightly. He reached out a hand to shake hers. "It is a pleasure to meet you."
    October 24th, 2020 at 11:14pm
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    Hearing that deep, commanding voice caused Stella to want to run in the opposite direction. She didn't know why, but she felt fear when she was near him. Something inside of her was yelling at her to run. Hide. At the sound of Matteo's footsteps, Stella looked up. A slight frown on her lips. She hated not having an answer for him. She wanted to say something to break the silence, to show she wasn't actually as shy as she was acting, but. Her mind wasn't connecting with her mouth. Especially when he had stopped near her and touched her. The soft-touch, something that seemed out of place for the tall and muscular man.

    Almost on instinct, as she noticed him leaning down. Her eyes closed, her lips moving against his as he kissed her. Pulling away all too soon. A small shuttered confused breath escaping from her as she opened her eyes halfway. Blinking in confusion as she looked up at the man beside her. Her heart fluttering at a million beats per second. Was it really fear she was feeling? They were engaged, so, could her body actually be telling her to fun too him?

    A light blue slowly crept up Stella's cheeks at his compliment. His tone sending little tingles through her stomach. Causing havoc to erupt in her mind and body. Like he was some sort of master manipulator, a puppeteer, or something. Then, it was like the spell was severed as he started to speak once more. His hands moved of the furthest frontest part of her mind as she slowly looked towards the doctor that she had forgotten was in the room. He looked older, maybe in his mid forty's or something. So, surely he was well established in his field like Matteo said, and oh god, did she really just kiss someone in front of a stranger. Oh, how uncomfortable he must feel.

    Leaning slightly into Matteo's side as he led her towards the doctor. It took everything in Stella to not try and hide completely behind the man she's engaged to. So instead, she did something else to try and ease her anxiety. She raised the hand that was closest to her and used it to rest against the back of Matteo. Allowing her to be a little bit closer to him. "You as well, sir," Stella said quietly, reaching out and lightly grasping the doctor's hand and giving him a quick shake before releasing his hand. "Thank you for coming to help me." Then she glanced up at Matteo for a moment before looking towards the man once more. "Us, to help us."
    October 24th, 2020 at 11:43pm
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    Some surprise entered Matteo as Stella thanked the doctor for helping 'us'. He had not thought it would be that easy to get the woman to just... follow suit. Despite her memory loss, despite how he was planning on manipulating her, Matteo had thought it would take a lot more effort on his part to convince her and make her feel comfortable with the fact that they were a pair. But, no, she was already saying us. And that was a good sigh... Perhaps Stella could be more useful than just gathering information. Something to think about. To go over his options but that would occur a later time. Right now, he needed to focus on what was happening in front of him.

    So, he looked down at Stella and smiled at her warmly. "Everything is going to be okay," He assured her gently before looking back to the doctor. "I'll have someone show you to your room so you can rest from the flight." Matteo called out for his butler. The man was quick to come and soon enough was leading the doctor away to his room.

    At this point, Matteo turned his attention back to Stella. His arm slid away from her back but moved down her arm so he was lightly holding onto her hand. "How are you feeling today?" Matteo asked gently as he looked over her. Although she had been under close survalliance for the last week, he still wanted to look into her eyes. It seemed pretty clear that Stella was not tricking them. That the accident really had destroyed her memory. But he wanted to look her in the eyes. Wanted to see if he could potentially see the lie on her face when he asked.

    "Have you remembered anything? Even the smallest thing?" Matteo asked gently. There were definitely some memories that he would want to hear from her if the answer was yes. Though, he hoped she wouldn'y remember enough to know that he was lying about everything. That this was all one big trick.
    October 25th, 2020 at 02:04am
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    To think, that Matteo brought a doctor to help her recover her memories. It's surely amazing. To think, that Stella had found someone who would care that deeply for her. To go above and beyond for her. It was out of this world. It brought a small flutter to her heart. The man who terrified the living daylights out of her when she first laid eyes on him was slowly making her feel like she was human. Like she really did have a place to belong in this world. His world.

    After watching the doctor being led towards his room, Stella raised her eyes. Blinking curiously up at Matteo's chocolate orbs. Her fingers lightly clutching onto his hand as held hers. Stella's head tilting ever so slightly as she fought a small smile, but failing. Those romance movies coming to her mind as she listened to his question. Feeling a little warm inside knowing that he was worried about her, curious about her memories. That he hadn't gotten bored with the idea that he'd have to rebuild his relationship with her all over again.

    Breathing in through her nose, Stella slowly exhaled through her nose as she slowly shook her head. "No." She said quietly, her bottom lip shaking a little bit. "At least, I don't think so." Her eyes glance down for a moment and she looked at their hands. Staring at how his larger one cupped her hand almost completely. Like a protective barrier, shielding her hand from anything that could hurt it. Raising her gaze back to his, Stella lightly bit her bottom lip to try and stop it from wobbling. "But, I've been getting small headaches since yesterday if I sit outside for too long. An I start thinking about flowers, I think roses are my favorites." She told him, then blushed a little. Feeling like that might be something really stupid to tell him. Surely he didn't want to hear about stupid flowers, he wanted to know about him, them. Right?

    Another small sigh escaped from Stella, her shoulders slouching as she stared up with defeat as she looked into Matteo's attentive gaze. "I'm sorry. That probably wasn't anything you were interested in hearing." She told him, her gaze wavering a little. Showing she was upset, that she felt defeated by the question about the reality of things.
    October 25th, 2020 at 04:04am
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    "Are they now?" Matteo said as he smiled at her warmly. "I am not so sure that they are your favorite flower but I know that you are quite fond of them. I will ask for some to be brought home so you can look at them. Perhaps they will stir something in you." In truth, he had no clue what her favorite flower was. Of course, Matteo knew almost nothing about Stella's personal life. Though, in the meantime, Matteo was going to lie his ass off about whatever he wished. Perhaps, he could convince Stella of things that would assist him the most....Maybe make life a little more interesting. But he would test it out with something small, like flowers. Could he convince her that something like sunflowers was her favorite?

    "No, sweetheart. I am interested in hearing." Matteo reached up and laid a hand against her cheek, moving her face so she was looking into his eyes. "I want to hear about every memory you gain back. Or, really, anything. About how you are feeling, about your day. We are going to get through this together. And if you remember something or feel a certain way, I want to know about it. So I can keep helping you in any way that I can." He really was interested in hearing about it all. Matteo really was hoping for plenty of information on her. And if he encouraged it with the silly things, she would spill the large things as well.

    Leaning in, Matteo pressed a kiss against her head before leaning back. "How about you tell me how your week was while we have dinner? Surely you haven't eaten yet, right?" Matteo asked as he started to lead her into the dining room. It was around dinner and he had told the chef to hold off on feeding Stella until he had arrived. As long as the woman had done her job and held back the food, then surely Stella would be wanting to eat.

    "I haven't talked to the chef at all this week so I have no idea what she is making today. Any chance that she has told you?"
    October 26th, 2020 at 03:31am
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    This whole situation was terrifying, confusing, and lonely. Stella felt so lost, but, with Matteo. The way he was looking at her, talking to her, and touching her. It felt like she could do anything. He was such a caring guy, she really was lucky to have snagged someone like him. Ho many other people were out there that were going through something similar to her and had no one? Stella hoped not many because she would probably break down crying if she was.

    A small smile played along Stella's light-colored lips as she followed after Matteo like a lost puppy. "No, she hadn't told me. None of the staff really say anything to me." Stella confessed and then frowned as she realized she probably said something that she didn't mean to. Getting Matteo's staff in trouble was the last thing that she wanted. "I mean, they're all super shy." She threw out an excuse like word vomit and mentally smacked her forehead for being an idiot. "No, um. Have I always been bad at starting conversations?" Stella asked as she looked up at Matteo as they walked into the dining room.

    As soon as they entered the dining room, the amazing smell of food drifted in the air. The delicious smell of penne alla vodka, garlic bread, and some grilled chicken of some kind sat on beautiful dishes. All on display for the eyes to feast on as well as actually eat. "Everything smells amazing," Stella said quietly, taking everything in. The chef must have gone over and beyond because she was excited that the master of the house was home from work.
    October 26th, 2020 at 04:03pm
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    "It is probably just because they are on the job," Matteo explained to her. "They don't get to spend a lot of time just talking. After all, they get to leave when their job is done. For example, the gardener doesn't spend forty hours a week here. He comes, takes care of the yard and garden, and leaves once it is completed." What Matteo was saying was true. His staff did get to come and go when they wanted as long as their responsibilities were taken care of when they needed to be done. Though, he had also told his staff to keep some distance from Stella. They didn't need to hide but... well he was just trying to protect himself. Perhaps he should remove that rule now.

    "No, you have always been really good at starting conversations. Just remember that you aren't feeling very well, it's expected that you would be off your best." The man had no idea if she was any good at talking to people. Though, Matteo figured that he would rather have her be a conversationalist than trying to hide in the bushes. Who knew if this lie would make a difference though, but it was nice to think that he might be able to shape her into whatever he wanted. "I just would not worry about it too much. You have only been out of the hospital for a week now. I am sure that you will get back into the swing of things.

    Once they were near the table, Matteo pulled back a chair for Stella for her to sit. Once she had done so, he scooted it in before heading over to his own seat and sitting down. The man then shifted in before picking up his fork and beginning to eat. "It is delicious. Lauren is an amazing chef."
    October 26th, 2020 at 07:39pm
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    Pursing her lips together, Stella slowly nodded her head as she listened. So, she was actually a social person before the accident. Did she have a lot of friends with them? Or, was she in the process of making new ones when she moved in with Matteo? She'll have to look for clues on that then. Ask about them. friends. Was she close to anyone here besides Matteo? Surely, she was close to someone. Right?

    "Thank you," Stella said quietly as she accepted the help into her seat. Her eyes roaming over the food that was laid out for them. She picked up her utensils and started to slowly eat. A small smile playing along her lips. "Mm, she really is," Stella said quietly. Surprised at how amazing the pasta was. She wondered if this was one of the first times she's had something so good before. Did she have something like this where she grew up?

    After a couple of bites, Stella reached out and grabbed her glass of water. Taking a couple of sips before looking over to Matteo. "Can I ask you a question?" Stella asked, waiting for an opportunity. One where he wasn't shoving food into his own mouth. "How did we meet?" She asked, setting the glass of water. "I feel weird not being able to think of a single thing about you. I'm sorry." Stella said quietly, apologizing for the millionth time it seemed that day.
    October 26th, 2020 at 08:40pm
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    "Yes, of course," Matteo said as he glanced up from his food and looked at her. Though when she started to ask about how they met, he looked back down at his place. There had been a lot of thought that went into returning home and working on Stella. But he definitely did not think of whatever backstory she would want to hear about their relationship. "No, you are certainly okay and do not need to apologize. Maybe answering your questions will assist you in returning your memories."

    Matteo took a moment to think of what to say. Surely, she was hoping for some kind of cute story about how they first met? Though he also didn't want to say something stupid that he might regret, especially if they got into a situation where Stella decided she wanted to tell people about it. "We met at a charity event," Matteo finally told her. "You were there with your friends and I had gone with my sister as she wanted me to donate to a cause that was important to her for her birthday. It was a gala and I thought it would be a good idea to ask a lady to dance with me, and you were that woman." He smiled at her gently. "Before the dance was over, you were asking for my number and by that weekend, we were on our first date."

    The man let out a small chuckle before he took another bite of his food. It was a good story, something that made them both look good. He picked her out, but she asked for his number. "That was a little over a year ago. I... don't suppose that recalled any memories for you, did it?"
    October 26th, 2020 at 11:07pm
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    Hearing Matteo speaking about them caused Stella to lean in a little. Completely into what he was saying. A small smile couldn't help but stretch into her lips as he spoke. Feeling a small flutter in her chest. It sounded so sweet, so real. It had to be true, right? Something so simple as a meeting by chance at a charity event sounded amazing. She loved it.

    "Hmm," Stella mumbled once Matteo was done speaking and slowly sat back in her seat. She looked back down at her place and grabbed her fork, toying with the food on her plate ever so slowly. "No, but." Stella stopped speaking for a moment to think about what she was feeling, what she was thinking. "I feel like that's true." She mumbled quietly, moving a hand to rest gently against her fluttering heart. "I can't really explain it, I can't remember but, it's like my heart does." Stella blushed a little bit as she said that. She glanced up and blushed a little bit more. "I think my body remembers more than my head does." Or rather it's that' she's a romantic at heart, but Stella didn't know that.

    A small sigh escaped from Stella's lips as she looked down at her food. "Wow, a whole year." She mumbled, surprised and a little bit sad. It wasn't enough that she couldn't even remember her name when she woke up, but, she also lost a whole year with someone who loved her so much. This was terrible, it was like the gods were out to get her or something. What did she do to deserve such a terrible fate?
    October 26th, 2020 at 11:18pm
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    Matteo wanted to laugh when the woman said that her body remembered their first meeting. What kind of ridiculousness was that? Her heart remembered but her brain couldn't? What a dumb concept. Though, it was working in his favor that someone this woman was able to trick her body into thinking what he was saying was true. She probably just thought it was a sweet story and somehow convinced herself it must be real since she was happy to hear about it.

    Instead of laughing, Matteo smiled down at the woman so large that his teeth were showing. "I was really hoping that you would remember something, but just knowing that you're heart still remembers makes me happy." The man reached over and lightly took her hand into his. He raised it up and pressed the softest kiss against the back of it. "I hope that your body remembers how much you life me and how much I love you," He purred.

    He then brought their hands back down on the table, but kept their fingers intertwined together. "A year is nothing when we have the rest of our lives darling. Even if you remember nothing, we can always make new memories. It is you I want by my side. Do not worry about me, just focus on getting better for yourself." The words that were coming out of his mouth made him want to roll his eyes. But this was the kind of romantic move crap women wanted to hear.
    October 27th, 2020 at 12:59am
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    If this was some sort of romantic movie, Stella was almost sure that she would of lept over the table and kissed Matteo over and over again. His words were so sweet, they made Stella's heartache. She craved words like that, she wanted this kind of connection. She was so happy to be with Matteo she could cry. He was like a light in the darkness, calling her back to life.

    Opening her mouth, Stella wanted to thank Matteo but stopped when the chef came into the dining room. "Would either of you like dessert?" She asked, once Matteo looked up at her as well. The moment was over, the spell was broken. Whatever was forming in that moment had floated away. Leaving behind a confused girl, a man who seemed head over heels for her, and warmth from a hand that caused Stella's heart to flutter uncontrollably.

    "Uh, I'm good. I think I'm going to get ready for bed." Stella said quietly and then looked towards Matteo for a second before looking back towards the chef. "Thank you, though," she said and was surprised when the woman offered Stella a small smile. Which was a first because the woman usually seemed so stoic.
    October 27th, 2020 at 01:15am
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    "Thank you, Lauren. Dinner was delicious." Matteo said to her before dismissing the chef. Once the woman had left the room, Matteo's attention turned back to Stella. "Ready for bed?" He said as he stood up from his seat. "It is getting a bit late and I am sure that you are still exhausted from the medicine and the accident you were in."

    Matteo headed over to Stella, offering his arm to her once he had done so. He was trying to be the best gentleman that he could to her. It was a bit nauseating being this sweet but it was what he needed to do at the meantime. Plus, it was weird to think about the fact that this was all happening with his rival's daughter. It was diabolical, really.

    "I do not want to push you if you are not comfortable with it, but do you want to share a room? And the bed? It is what we do but I know if might be odd since you don't remember." He reached out and gently ran his fingers through her hair. Although he would rather sleep alone than with Stella, he knew he needed to keep up the act. Plus, the more he was around, the more secrets he would catch.
    October 27th, 2020 at 02:03am
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    Looking up at Matteo, Stella offered a small smile as she stood up from the chair and slowly took his arm. Wrapping her arm around it like it was meant to be. He was so warm, comforting even. It was nice. Although, that feeling seemed to have vanished as soon as the question escaped from Matteo's lips. She hadn't even thought about sharing a room with him. This was his house after all, and yet. She's been sleeping in his bed all this time. Alone though.

    Biting down on her bottom lip for a moment, before slowly nodding her head. "I-If we used to, then why not still?" she asked him, trying to offer a small smile. If he was giving her a choice, then surely, that meant that he wanted to share the bed with her. Right? Besides, being so close to him felt natural, calming.

    Following Matteo up towards their bedroom. Stella kept her eyes down. Watching her feet instead of looking up towards Matteo and seeing if he was looking down at her or not like a little school girl. Walking into the room, a certain smell hit her. It wasn't there before, and Stella couldn't quite put her finger on it. It was a sort of warm spice, eucalyptus and sandalwood maybe. A forest, men. Lots of men gathered around with guns strapped to their sides. It felt comforting, they were her family. Her protectors, but. There was also an aura that was dark and scary. "Mica Novikov needs to die. Come Monday, we'll eradicate the fucking bratva."

    Slowly, Stella started to fall as thoughts came through her mind. Lost in the memory that was hitting her like a ton of bricks.
    October 27th, 2020 at 02:31am
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    As they were walking inside, Matteo noticed that Stella came to a standstill. His eyes shifted over to look at her, surprised that the girl just stopped in the middle of room for, what it seemed, no reason. Though Matteo noticed that her eyes were glazed over and he let out a small hum in thought. Was she gaining back her memories or was this a side effect of the medication that she was taking? He wasn't quite sure but he thought he would give the woman a moment to shake out of it. If it was a memory, Matteo wanted to know about it. It would be a shame if he ended it too early.

    Though as he waited, it grew strange that Stella was still standing there and soon the man became a little impatient. Maybe this was the medicine then. Or, even, something else? Surely, he had given her enough time to remember if that was the case. So, Matteo walked up to the woman and laid a hand against her shoulder. "Stella?" He said as he started to shake her lightly. "Stella, are you okay?" His eyes watched over her facial features and waited until her eyes were no longer glazed over.

    His arm dropped from her shoulder once it seemed that the woman came to. "Are you okay? What just happened?" Matteo asked her, waiting on bated breath to hear if it was a memory or not.
    October 27th, 2020 at 12:27pm
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    A sharp intake of break entered through Stella's nose as she came to. Her eyes widening and she started to feel her heart beating rapidly. Fear was swelling inside of her, but not for herself. For, someone else? Other people? She didn't know, and it was really starting to freak her out. Why was she scared for someone else? What could they be getting into that would cause this sort of response.

    Then, hearing that voice. Stella's head snapped up and she couldn't help but to practically fling herself at Matteo. Her arms wrapping around his waist as she buried her face into his hard stomach. Her body shaking a little bit from the rush of fear and anxiety that was running through her body. She didn't know how else to react. How to comprehend everything. "I'm scared, Matteo," Stella mumbled quietly after a couple of moments. Holding him tightly, then slowly relaxing as she shifted her head on his stomach and looked to the right of the room. Hew eyes landing on a candle that the housemaid must have lit to add some life to the room.

    "I-I think someone's in danger," Stella mumbled quietly, looking up at Matteo. Her eyes weren't watery or anything, but they still wavered as she tried to comprehend what she had just remembered. "Some-some one named Mica Novikov. I-I don't know who he is or anything about him, but there was a big gathering and I kept hearing his name." Stella mumbled and then rested the side of her head against his chest again. Looking towards the flame in the candle once again. The feeling of watching the flame relaxing her a little bit. "People's faces were blurry, but there were lots of lights and the place smelled like that candle."

    Little did Stella know though, she just revealed something that could vastly hurt her family. Because Mica Novikov was alive and was one of Matteo's allies. They had been searching for who had attacked the bratva for months. The target, Mica, had escaped with a bullet wound to his right arm.

    Slowly, Stella released Matteo. Her self-conscious telling her that she was being too close to him. That she should still be wary of him. "I don't know what that meant, but, should we tell the police about it?" She asked, looking up at Matteo, worry written on her face.
    October 27th, 2020 at 04:06pm